Combeferre thanks Matelote, promises to give his "uncles" her regards, and follows Joly out the door.
He sees Joly standing before a stone wall not far off, with a small brass square affixed to it that blazes with reflected sunlight. Joly's not the only one there. Others are milling about and looking.
Combeferre walks up to Joly's side, and looks at the spot on the wall Joly is staring at.
And well he might stare. Vivent les peuples, say the letters carved into the stone.
The brass square helpfully informs visitors that this wall is now a monument to Feuilly. And the Amis, and everyone who fought in the Revolution of 1832--but Feuilly in particular.
"Well," says Combeferre. "At least in this world, people know to honor him."
no subject
He sees Joly standing before a stone wall not far off, with a small brass square affixed to it that blazes with reflected sunlight. Joly's not the only one there. Others are milling about and looking.
Combeferre walks up to Joly's side, and looks at the spot on the wall Joly is staring at.
And well he might stare. Vivent les peuples, say the letters carved into the stone.
The brass square helpfully informs visitors that this wall is now a monument to Feuilly. And the Amis, and everyone who fought in the Revolution of 1832--but Feuilly in particular.
"Well," says Combeferre. "At least in this world, people know to honor him."